Young Menace, StanWill - Kickin' Shit lyrics

Alright, yeah, yeah (His name's "Pablo")

Kicking shit with Chun-Li, I'm at Tsu house
I just beat the pussy from the back
It got blew out
You see that ass on that bitch
She got stupid cheeks
I came so low and left with a group of freaks
I be shitting on niggas, this a dookie sleeve
These niggas mad high step
That's why they shoot at knees
Boy, you ain't big dog, y'all a couple fleas
I threw a rack on the chop, it got double D's
I just bust down a whole
Pack at the DoubleTree
Right after you suck this dick, bitch
You can leave i just got a money counter
How could I miscount?
Boy, you can get the whole clip on discount
Smoking dirt weed, that ain't medical
How you got guns and won't
Shoot? Are they collectibles?
Quit lying to yo'self, you not a
I'll pull up and shoot you and
The nigga nеxt to you
I'm calling plays from the side
Like your favoritе coach
Known for the blue faces, like the famous loc
When it come to getting money
It ain't really nothing
I be traveling with that bag
Like it's really luggage
I just poured a couple lines
Now I'm feeling sluggish
Yeah, I got a couple shots
For who feeling thuggish
I'm on my way to top, I came from the dirt
Let a nigga talk down, I put him on the dirt
I got shooters on a team
Like I play with Dirk shooter accurate
He'll knock a button off yo shirt
Shit was all good just last week
Popped a nigga 'cause he tried to
Joke and say we had beef

I ain't got no beef
It's steak and chicken when I do hibachi
Take yo stick and throw that bitch
Away 'cause you won't shoot nobody
Huh, lil' bitch said I'm rich
As fuck, she like, "Do you know Roddy?"
Huh, lil' bitch see I punch shit, she like
"Do you know Rocky?" up a fifty, all blues
Bitch thought she hallucinating
If we catch the opps
Them niggas through unless they do the Matrix
I was broke as fuck thinking
"What I gotta do to make it?"
Now I'm up-up, cut into hoes like
"Can you get naked?"
Like, bitch, lose yo clothes
Let them lil' bitches see me and
You gon' lose yo hoes
Every time I step in Saks Fifth, bitch
I lose some Pros
If you ain't tryna use that lil' neck
You better use them toes
Like, bitch, you walking
You can't ride with me
Did ten off a 201, you cannot slide with me
My bitch punch too
Can fuck around and get Ronda beat
You ain't got chicken but always
In some kind of beef
Man, huh, like niggas poor as fuck
Kicking shit down
Niggas tryna close the door on us
Why the fuck every time I see the
Opps they turn to Forrest Gump?
Swiper, no swiping? Fuck that
I got Dora's punch
Like drip expensive and my food too
When I throw the signal
Ain't no telling what my troops do
She said, "Boy, you rich", I'm
Like I know, bitch, i'm rude too
Put away the sport, hit the road
See what the coupe do
Like, huh, zoom-zoom, bitch, we outta there
Penthouse on the hundredth floor
That's a lot of stairs
If we catch 'em out, pop the trunk
It's a chop in there
Told the bitch, "I don't need you
I need guap and air"

Hold up, Stan, let me get that back
I be doing turn arounds like I left my strap
I be shooting with this hand
I ain't pouring with it
And if it's money on the floor
I'ma go and get it i came with the Drac' but
This ain't "One Dance"
Yelling out Kobe while I'm
Shooting with one hand
I made a whole lotta money flipping one band
How you tryna slide through some
Shots that didn't land?
I'll drop dawg like a fly, he the Missing Man
I'll drop dawg like some tea
He the Lipton Man
Sent some shots at his leg
He the Limping Man
I'll send that shit to his chest
It'll lift a man
Snuck the strap in the club
We don't do fights long-ass clip
I'll shoot this bitch with two nights
A bunch of hoes in yo crew
Where the thugs at? You ain't a killer
You like Tommy off of Rugrats
Stay blowing up my line, he like
"Where the drugs at?"
Sneak diss and some slugs, where yo mug at?
The shelves hitting the ground, man
Love that how these broke niggas want beef?
Where yo funds at?
Lil' bro wouldn't kill a fly
Where yo gun at?
Nigga, you ain't from the hood
Where you hung at? Grab yo bitch
Put my dick where her tongue at
Take her to the back, hit
From the back, yeah, she love that
All this money in my pocket
Could've bought a building
Side bitch tripping
I really think she caught feelings
But I be cutting into hoes
Can you pass the scissors?
Bitches tell you go home just like Sister
Sister